In order to be a writer, you have to hold two equally powerful and mutually exclusive ideas in your mind simultaneously: I am the greatest writer ever and Everything I write is absolutely riddled with flaws.
If you don’t believe the latter, your editing process will be completely ineffective.
If you don’t believe the former, you’ll never get anything down on the page.
Like most writers, I have no problem believing in my flaws. But I do have some issues believing in my greatness. It’s easy enough to think, I’m not worthy to tell this story. Surely someone better could do it. The problem is, if that someone does, even if I provide my notes, it won’t be the same story anymore… so the story that lived inside of me, dies unheard.
In fact, writing requires more than self-confidence. It requires absolute and nearly unbearable hubris.
And don’t get me started on getting published…
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